Considering their other interactions have involved her getting shot and him crying all over her, it sounds wise to move at a leisurely pace. Besides, there's time. "I walked by one on my way here." He follows her out, throws on a robe—it's kind of the prison to keep these things close at hand—and towels at his hair. "Do you want to get dressed first? Not that I think any of the fine establishments here have a dress code."